CARRIE IS AT THE TOP. :) I hope you enjoyed the last chapter because I sure as hell had fun writing it! I hope you're pumped for this chapter and probably know what to expect already but I can't help myself. By the way, sorry the last chapter was updated late but my wattpad was acting weird and wasn't posting the chapter. Also, comment if you love Carrie. <3 Enjoy the chapter. ;) -Planetary
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"Whatever," Carrie says,"as long as-"

"Great," Jack interrupts her.

"Spin the bottle?" I ask frantically. But no one heard me because Caesar is already scanning the room for a bottle.

"Pfft, like I'm going to play! Plus, I bet Ariel doesn't even want to play. She just met us and now she's already going to make out with one of us. I mean," his face twists in disgust,"I think we're getting to know each other a little too fast." Bruce interjects. He grabs a handful of Doritos, stuffs them in his mouth, and drops down onto the couch. Why does Bruce always save me from the worst situations? I thank Bruce in my head.

"Come on," Jack pleads,"what's wrong with wanting to get to know Ariel faster? Right, Ariel?" He turns his head towards me.

"Umm.."

"Don't turn the spotlight towards her, you dumbo! Ignore Jack," Carrie says to me and sticks her tongue out at Jack.

Caesar grabs one of the empty soda bottles from his kitchen and screws the bottle cap on, then places it in the middle of the room. "Ready?"

"Ugh," Bruce grumbles.

Everyone gathers around the bottle and into a circle.

Caesar spins the bottle and it lands on Jack. Jack's face turns a shade of pink and looks as if he regrets playing already. Carrie smirks.

"Gonna chicken out already, you wuss?" Carrie teases.

"No," Jack mumbles.

Jack spins the bottle and it lands on Carrie. Her smirk wipes off her face.

"Maybe I don't mind playing this game after all," Bruce says.

"Well? Are you going to do it?" Carrie says.

"Why wouldn't I?" Jack responds not so surely.

They both lean in towards each other until their lips touch. But it was only for a millisecond. They pull away quickly and Jack's face is a darker shade of pink. Almost red. But Carrie shows no sign of embarrassment. She quickly grasps the bottle and spins it hard. No one comments on the kiss. The room is silent but my mind is loud with anxiety when the bottle lands on me.

Bruce looks at me with pity, "you should have gotten out of the game while you could. It's too late now," Bruce says dramatically.

"Pfft, Ariel can handle a measly kiss," Carrie says casually, wrapping her arm around my shoulder. I wish she were right. But really, I probably couldn't even handle just holding someone's hand instead.

I spin the bottle and grow anticipated as the bottle slows to a stop. I look up and find the bottle has landed on the person I least wanted it to land on.

Caesar.
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I'm so sorry I updated late! I just couldn't bring myself to write this story this week because my mom had to get neck surgery, and I've been visiting her most of the time. -Planetary <3